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All very good articles!! You did just remind me that Gretchen tweeted something a few days ago and I meant to write it down!!! arghhh It was one of those gems you keep close to you and practice it.

Hope you're enjoying Tahoe still.....and all the reading, dvd watching, and writing you have to do. :-)

Blessings, C

Read the post (and many, many others) on Is There Any Mommy Out there. Thanks for pointing me to it. I need occasional reminders to shut off the judgmental voices in my head and find compassion first. To find a situation sad before I find it reprehensible. To wonder whether anyone (myself included) can help rather than throw stones. Motherhood began this for me, and finding blogs like these are helping me even more on my journey to be my Better Self. I'm grateful to have found both yours and now hers!

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    • L.A. 2009. I’m stuck in traffic on the 101 freeway, listening to Isabella Rosselini on NPR. Isabella, for some reason, mentions that starfish are one of those rare species that can reproduce asexually, and I realize that if I could do that, I wouldn't have to worry about finding a boyfriend/husband. I wouldn’t have to internet date! I wouldn't have to figure out if I want to/can/should have a baby/adopt a baby/child on my own. I wouldn't have to stress about things like FSH levels, or weigh my feelings on in vitro versus adoption. I would just have a baby. Thus began my starfish envy.
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